" Oh we do, but some of our females ... well they can't become too emotionally involved, if you understand me. Or maybe I should say, that if they do,...it's important that Simul gets to hear about it." Why is that; is it a class thing?" Oh my no; there are no social classes here." Oh, come on, Chaise, don't try to feed me that line. What's all the different colours you people dress in all about, if it's not class distinction?" Service to the community, George. In your time, as I understand it;. I really didn't know where this was going, only cameras and chatting over a drink. How wrong I was. As we chatted she asked me would I like to se a few pics she had taken. I was warned beforehand that they were a bit naughty. A bit naughty!, yes they were as they were of younger women naked in various poses. I told her that my mate showed me a saucy book and his mothers bra and knickers when I was younger and that led to hanky panky. ( see my other story of first time wank). She laughed at that. He wanted Carol to see how much under his control her daughter had become.“Yessir” he heard Niki say as she moved around in front of him, waiting as he sat on the stool before undoing his belt and slowly withdrawing his rapidly inflating cock. Carol’s back was turned as she put a couple of pickle spears on a plate and brought them and a small plate of pre-sliced sandwiches around to the table. She stopped, flummoxed momentarily, when she saw Niki on her knees, her mouth moving over the head of. ” She giggled, then all three of the urchins looked toward Sharon and nodded.“Wow. What a welcoming invitation. Thank you. I just may take you up on that. Now, tell me about the rest of your clan.” The four of them took turns telling her about each of the others, and how Mia and Faith had joined us a year ago, then explained how Angela, Cindy, and Ashley were their Mammis or Mother figures and how that worked. Sharon looked at me then back at Dana, sitting across the table from her. “Dana, are.